Houfu Key Class

"It was Xu Wan who came to expose it!" Zong Jincheng couldn't understand how Xu Wan knew so quickly and clearly!

Shunzi was horrified and quickly checked around: "Then were you beaten? Why are there no marks? Could it be that it was hit somewhere invisible? Could it be that I pricked you with a needle? I heard that this is both vicious and unnoticed! "

"Go, go, don't block my way." Zong Jincheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and headed to Zongwen Monastery with his head held high.

But he missed it.

After hearing that Zong Wenxiu was kneeling in the ancestral hall, he was so angry that he ran over and shouted: "Xu Wan! You blame innocent people!!"

This howl echoed in the Hou Mansion, and the maids and servants in the courtyard turned around one after another, and some started to cover their mouths and snicker. It was probably that Mr. Cheng was taken care of by his wife again.

This section of the Hou Mansion is really lively.

In the ancestral hall, Zong Wenxiu was kneeling inside. When he heard the scolding at the door, he turned his head and saw his younger brother's angry expression. His mood was also very complicated.

But he still explained for his wife: "My wife did not punish me, I did it myself. If you do something wrong, you must bear the responsibility."

Zong Jincheng said blankly: "What did you do wrong? I got that bad lychee to trick Xu Wan. Besides, you didn't even carry it over. Why did it all fall on you?"

Zong Wenxiu shook his head and said seriously: "That was only because Madam was smart and noticed something was wrong in time, so she stopped the subsequent behavior. And I, if it wasn't for Madam who arrived in time, I would have brought the plate of lychees over, which would have harmed me. Make her sick. And in this whole thing, even if you are the mastermind, I am also an accomplice and the executioner."

"What executioner..." Zong Jincheng's head was spinning. Isn't this someone who is responsible for killing people?

Zong Wenxiu's metaphor is too difficult for a spoiled young master to understand.

Zong Wenxiu did not continue to explain, but continued to kneel with his body straight.

Zong Jincheng frowned and asked, "Then how long will you kneel?"

"One day and one night."

Zong Jincheng was immediately shocked: "Then what should you do when you sleep? Can you fall asleep while kneeling?"

Zong Wenxiu said without any distractions: "Since it is atonement, how can I only think about making myself comfortable? I won't sleep."

"You..." Zong Jincheng was convinced, "I've never seen anyone want to abuse themselves!"

The little devil turned around and left. If Zong Wenxiu wants to kneel down, then he can. He won’t kneel down anyway!

If you don't sleep all night, it won't work if you let him kneel all day long!

He walked out of the ancestral hall angrily, looking even angrier than when he came in. Shunzi quickly stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter, young master? Mr. Xiu, don't you want to come out with you?"

Zong Jincheng said angrily: "He's such a pedantic nerd. He's stupid because of reading. Even Jingzhe is smarter than him!"

Shunzi was speechless: "Then... what should we do?"

"I don't know, who cares about him!" The little devil was still angry.

Shunzi advised: "But Master Xiu punished me like this because of you. Do you really want to leave?"

Zong Jincheng was annoyed: "Otherwise? Do I have to kneel in the ancestral hall for a day and a night like that nerd? I only kneel after my brain was kicked by a donkey!"

Shunzi: "..." Okay.

Sure enough, this is in line with your heartless persona.

Zong Jincheng turned around and strode out of the yard, but his steps became smaller and smaller as he walked, and his speed became slower and slower, and finally he stopped in place.

Shunzi followed behind and almost bumped into him, so she quickly moved in the other direction. As a result, her center of gravity was unstable and she fell to the ground with her arms spread out.

"Ah..." Shunzi's howl of pain was ignored.

Zong Jincheng turned around and ran back.

He ran faster and faster, his steps getting longer and longer. He entered the ancestral hall angrily and sweaty, and kneeled directly on the futon with his knees, making a sound.

"Plop——"

The sound was so shocking that Shunzi's butt hurt.

He repeatedly stared at the door in shock at the phantom that had just flashed past and the little devil kneeling inside now, and his heart felt like a thousand horses galloping!

No...didn't you say that you would kneel down only after your brain was kicked by a donkey?

I really got kicked by a donkey...

Zong Wenxiu was also shocked and turned his head: "You...why are you here?"

Zong Jincheng was still angry. He knelt with his hands on his chest and looked aloof like a great man: "You, the accomplice and the executioner, are here to kneel. Do I, the mastermind, have no face?"

Zong Wenxiu: "..."

Okay, that makes sense, but...

"You can kneel until night and then go back to sleep. It's too cold in the ancestral hall at night."

Zong Jincheng hummed, "I'll go back if you go back."

Zong Wenxiu couldn't go back, so he said, "Then ask Shunzi to bring you a quilt."

Zong Jincheng: "!"

What a pedantic nerd!

Wouldn't he just go down the slope and follow him at night?

Zong Jincheng was angry and annoyed. He snorted and turned away.

But Zong Wenxiu didn't talk to him anymore. The ancestral hall was filled with a bunch of ancestral tablets. It was so quiet that you could hear the birds chirping outside and the occasional exclamations of the cleaning maids passing by.

After only kneeling for half an hour, Zong Jincheng couldn't help but wanted to pick his hands and touch his hair. He had already memorized the names of more than a hundred ancestors of the Zong family above his head. There was nothing interesting to see or do in the ancestral hall. It was so boring. .

"Hey, are you bored?" Zong Jincheng asked.

Zong Wenxiu felt very sad when he heard this title. He asked, "You have called me brother these days just to ask me to deliver lychees today?"

"I..." Zong Jincheng blinked.

Never thought about this problem.

When he used to act cute with his grandmother, he would always call her good grandmother, the best grandmother in the world, but he couldn't call her that every day, it was so corny.

He called Zong Wenxiu brother... it was indeed for Litchi. After all, he was only his cousin, so how could he be so affectionate and just call him brother.

But looking at Zong Wenxiu's expression, he seemed to be more hurt than when Xu Wan exposed his conspiracy.

What was he hurt about?

Because he didn't call him brother anymore?

Before the little devil could figure it out, Zong Wenxiu stopped asking, and he seemed to have tacitly agreed on the answer.

But he ignored the little devil.

Zong Jincheng began to feel uncomfortable.

What's going on, what's going on, is he angry with me? But I accompanied him to kneel in the ancestral hall, why is he still angry with me? Is there any justice in the world? ?

Zong Jincheng tilted his head and thought for a while, but he couldn't figure out why. In the end, his body helped him react first.

In the silent ancestral hall, he heard himself tentatively shouting, "Brother?"